For Charles, life didn't change much.
He no longer had to get up early to go to the Trial Tower to comprehend the figures on the stone walls, nor did he need to challenge the Trial Tower to improve his understanding of combat techniques.
He started spending all day in the training room.
Having Mia, Max, Mousie, and Little Gold fight against the projected ferocious beasts, while continuously training to enhance his physical fitness and combat skills.
Teacher Ethan was quite busy, only finding ti in the evenings to co to the training room for specialized training with Charles.
Aside from that, Charles spent most of his ti alone.
But with the company of four mystical beasts, he didn't feel lonely at all.
Little Gold has been growing at an incredible pace lately, and its length is nearly reaching one ter.
The corresponding cost of this growth is that the quantity of Feather Gold is continuously decreasing.
It's estimated that in just a few days, he will need to search for other rare tals.
Moreover, Little Gold is also approaching the ti for promotion, which ans he will need to prepare the necessary advancent materials, and that is a troubleso matter, as he doesn't know how easy those materials will be to find.
Ti passed little by little.
While Charles was sweating it out in the training room, in a certain neighborhood of Calivia,
Chad, the ace Level Four Beast Master of the underground world's octagonal cage, was staring at the bottle of red miracle drug in the safe, caught in hesitation.
Initially, he had so confidence in being able to directly kill Charles in the octagonal cage for the mission against the Taylor family.
However, ever since he watched Charles fight yesterday, he felt certain that he was not a match for Charles.
That kind of physical fitness, raw strength, and combat experience were all significantly superior to his own.
Even if the other party truly didn't know any combat techniques, he had no absolute confidence that he could kill Charles!
"The people from the Taylor family said that as long as I drink this bottle of miracle drug, it will significantly enhance my strength, and then killing Charles will definitely be no problem." Chad thought to himself.
Just a mont ago, the boss of the underground world had inford him that he would be fighting Charles tonight and told him to prepare.
Chad wasn't happy to receive this news; he was well aware that in the world of Beast Masters, every gift had already been marked with a hidden cost.
If he wanted to kill Charles in the octagonal cage, he had to use this bottle of red miracle drug.
However, as a fourth-level Beast Master and the ace of the underground octagonal cage, Chad had never seen or heard of a red miracle drug, which made him sowhat anxious.
There was no need to think too much; a miracle drug that could greatly enhance strength definitely wouldn't co without side effects.
He just didn't know if his body could withstand it.
Chad sighed and looked up at the photo hanging on the wall, where a woman was holding a little girl, and a young Chad stood beside them.
The three of them smiled at the cara, their faces filled with happiness and joy.
"Mother, sister, with the money from the Taylor family, you will definitely get better." Chad no longer hesitated.
He reached out and took the red miracle drug from the safe, unscrewed the cap, and drank it in one go.
Nothing was more important than family; the people from the Taylor family had promised that even if things went wrong, they would ensure his mother and sister received treatnt.
Soon, the red miracle drug began to take effect.
The images before Chad's eyes gradually blurred, and a maddening whispering sound began to echo in his ears, along with screams, accompanied by intense pain in all his muscles.
It felt as if soone had opened his chest and was pouring boiling molten iron inside.
In the next instant, all the pain vanished without a trace, replaced by a sense of pleasure that surged deep into his soul.
It felt like being in a legendary paradise, making him tremble with delight.
In a daze, the scene before Chad began to change.
Ordinary furniture, casting shadows under the sunlight, gradually beca chaotic, as if it had co to life.
They twisted, howled, and rged together.
Tentacles covered in eyes appeared in Chad's field of vision; at that mont, he felt no fear, but rather found those bizarre tentacles oddly comforting.
Like his family.
No! More comforting than his family!
Under the light's reflection, Chad's body remained still, as if he had fallen into a stupor.
The photo hanging on the wall cast a shadow of him; it was not very clear, but it was evident that the muscles in Chad's back were twitching strangely.
It was as if sothing was trying to break through his skin and erge.
Soon, the restored and awakened Chad instinctively clenched his fists, a trendous sense of power surged in his mind.
"This... this is incredible! It's so much stronger than what I felt before! This sensation is simply srizing." Chad exclaid in surprise.
He tried it out, lightly punching the wall beside him, and instantly, the wall cracked.
This power was even stronger than Charles's physical strength!
"Now, Charles is undoubtedly dood!" Chad said confidently, staring at his unscathed fist.
As he reveled in the sudden surge of power, he failed to notice a three-centiter crack quietly forming beneath his clothing on his back.
A pair of grayish-white eyes was slowly opening.
...
In the office of the Cyber Academy,
Hale was reporting to Jamie, primarily about Ezra's situation.
The main headquarters of Cyber Academy had already sent soone to investigate; the specific details of the investigation had not been disclosed, but those individuals had contacted Hale through the internet to gather so information.
"Dean, why do I feel like even the main headquarters isn't quite clear on where Uncle Ezra is?" Hale asked, furrowing his brow.
Jamie sighed; Ezra was not an ordinary eighth-level Beast Master; he was a Beast Master with a divine beast.
Most people really wouldn't know Ezra's exact location, and even the main headquarters would take so ti to investigate.
As for the Taylor family, Jamie had already dispatched others to look into it, but the Taylor family's operations were very cautious, often conducted through interdiaries.
Moreover, the actions of Cyber Academy couldn't be too conspicuous, lest they attract the attention of the Taylor family; that would make any investigation even more difficult.
"We'll just have to wait for now; everything will co in due ti. I still need to go to the underground world every night to protect Charles." Jamie said slowly.
He had no certainty about the situation regarding Ezra; no one knew.
Perhaps the Taylor family had more detailed information,
but he couldn't just go to the Taylor family and ask; that would be too foolish.
Upon hearing Jamie's words about Ezra, Hale nodded. He was also very worried about Ezra, but now there was no information at all.
Even if he wanted to help Ezra, he had no leads!
"Dean, tonight's battle shouldn't have any surprises, right? In the underground world, we only need to be careful about Icy; the others don't seem to be Charles's match." Hale thought for a mont and expressed his thoughts.
To his surprise, a heavy expression crossed Jamie's face as he slowly replied:
"Not necessarily; the Taylor family might take action. They could have already moved without us knowing, so we need to be cautious."
In recent days, there had been undercurrents in Genosha Calivia, and Jamie had sensed sothing amiss.
Moreover, given his understanding of the Taylor family, they would not miss any opportunity to strike at their enemies.
Now that the Taylor family knew sothing had happened to Ezra, it was the perfect opportunity to go after Charles.
However, they certainly wouldn't attack openly; they would resort to so despicable ans in the shadows.
So he still needed to go to the underground world, to be on-site, in case anything unexpected happened with Charles.
At this mont, Jamie could say without hesitation that Charles was more important to him than anyone else!
A genius? Could there be anyone more talented than Charles?
Given enough ti, Charles would surely beco a ninth-level Beast Master!
That would be a ninth-level Beast Master! There were very few ninth-level Beast Masters in the entire Abyssal Depths!
"It's almost ti; we'll wrap it up here for today. I still need to go to the underground world." Jamie said.
Hale turned to leave the dean's office; he had tasks to attend to and no ti to focus on Charles's battle tonight.
But it shouldn't be a big problem; as long as Icy didn't intervene, Charles should be able to handle it smoothly.
Hale wasn't the only one thinking this way; many others in Genosha shared his sentints.
After witnessing Charles's performance in yesterday's battle, everyone believed that as long as he wasn't up against Icy, Charles had a strong chance of winning!
Thus, the vast majority of the audience betting tonight placed their bets on Charles for victory.
Chad, who had already arrived in the underground world, was waiting in the lounge for his turn to go on stage.
In the past, before each battle, he would take out a photo of his family and study it closely.
But today, he didn't do that; this was the first ti he hadn't taken out the photo of his family.
Chad was feeling extrely exhilarated now. He looked at the others in the lounge, and a growing sense of desire began to swell within him.
It was as if an enticing voice whispered in his ear, guiding him to unleash the violent desires within his heart!
"What's wrong? Are you okay? You're up soon." a staff mber from the underground world said, handing him a bottle of water with concern.
Chad looked at the bottle of water but didn't reach for it; instead, he stared intently at the person's throat.
He had only one thought in his mind: he wanted to see the person's blood spray from their throat, splattering onto the ceiling!
Splashing onto the floor! Onto the cabinet!
Ideally, it would splatter onto his face, allowing him to feel this person's despair and fear!
He could barely contain himself!
"Alright, it's ti for you to go on stage. Chad, fight well; if you win, I'll treat you to dinner tonight." another ace said as he walked over.
His words conveyed familiarity and friendliness towards Chad.
But Chad couldn't recall who this person was; he felt as if he had forgotten many things.
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